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Sex and drugs and rock'n'roll
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j4 From: j4 Date: October 2nd, 2004 07:28 am (UTC) (Link)
Thinking about this (and trying to determine why I perceive you as a "proper" writer but can't say the same of myself) --

I think there's two issues here. One is that there are neurotic parts of my brain for which it is axiomatic that everybody else is a Real $foo for all possible values of $foo, whereas I am just at best a dilettante and at worst an out-and-out faker. I try not to listen to those voices, but, well, you know.

The other is that you actually finish stuff that you write. :-) More than that, though... I feel that you actually create stuff when you write, whereas all I can do is observe stuff that's in my head. I've never written anything where the plot, setting or characters are outside my head in any meaningful sense; the only 'characters' are my emotions, the only 'plot' is my own stream stagnant pond of consciousness.

The inability to create is something that distresses and sickens me more than I can really express. ... Something to ramble about at greater length elsewhere, but right now I'm late for everything.
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